You better run, You better take cover, as some Men at Work once said. Because it’s not everyday a whole class of children gets the thrilling adventure of being kidnapped by Dabby Duck, Pussy Cat, Mac The Mouse and even Father Christmas himself.
This little and pretty much forgotten gem from Down Under is based on the book by the same name by Gabrielle Lord – a story that’s loosely based on the Faraday School kidnapping which took place in Victoria, Australia. The year was 1972 in the rural town of Faraday when the two men, John Eastwood and Robert Clyde Boland, kidnapped those from a one-teacher school with six female pupils and the teacher and demanded a $1,000,000 ransom. To cut the story short, the victims managed to escape and the kidnappers were eventually caught, which got a prison sentence of 17 years.
The story should have ended here, but there’s a part 2. One of the two the kidnappers, Eastwood, escaped prison in 1976, and since old habits die hard, he kidnapped another teacher with nine pupils in Wooreen State School in Gippsland, Victoria. The whole incident went in full GTA mode with five wanted stars already when he crashed his stolen van into a long truck and held the driver and his partner hostage. Another truck came where Eastwood waved and made it stop. He took the driver and the passenger hostage. But it doesn’t stop here: he made a campervan with two females pull over.
He now had sixteen (!) hostages. Not bad, mate! He demanded a ransom of US$7 million, guns, 100 kilograms of heroin and cocaine, and the release of seventeen inmates from Pentridge Prison. Surprised that he didn’t demand a pack of hookers while he was at it. Like in the first incident, one of the victims escaped and contacted the police. As Eastwood tried to flee with the rest of his hostages, the police managed to disable his hijacked campervan with gunfire. He got a wound-shot and was brought back to his orange jumpsuit. None of the victims was hurt or killed during these incidents. Eastwood was in-and-out of prison until he was a free man in 1992 and got a job as a truckdriver.
Now back to Dabby Duck, Pussy Cat, Mac The Mouse and Father Christmas.
Sally Jones is a teacher in the middle of nowhere in a small, primitive community in Australia, also called The Outback. It’s a regular hot sunny day and Sally gets herself ready for another day in the one-room school with her nine pupils. The youngest is six, while the oldest is sixteen and we have both boys and girls. A regular day gets suddenly interrupted when four armed men wearing furry masks, led by the one wearing the classic and creepy santa mask (Father Christmas), the perfect nightmare fuel for toddlers with santaphobia.
We’re going on a PICNIC, Father Christmas says, before they toss the kids and Sally back in a rusty van like they were pigs taken to the slaughterhouse. The six-year old seems to get the roughest experience as they treat him like a ragdoll, and the poor kid seems traumatized from the start as he has eyes like a shell-shocked WW1 veteran.
After some bumps in the road, and a toilet break that almost went catastrophic, they take them farther into rural wilderness where they force our captives to jump into a hole in the ground that leads to an underwater cave. And yes, we learn that they are taken for ransom and not doing this just for the hell of it. And today’s lesson from teacher Sally, who seems to have a far stronger psyche than the four kidnappers combined and a spine of iron, is to survive. In other words, Father Christmas and company will eventually learn that they fucked with the wrong teacher.
Fortress takes this hostage journey on a whole other path than the true story it’s based on, to put that mildly. It’s Lord of the Flies meets Far Cry Primal with some flavors of The Goonies. A pretty simple movie with a simple premise that was suitable enough for a television production made for American HBO. That being said, Fortress couldn’t look more cinematic. The cinematography here is pretty remarkable, already from the opening night scene with the tracking shot and the heavy 80s synth score, which sets the sinister and foreboding tone.
The gimmick with the masks gives the film a more unique distinctiveness rather than having four random dudes. Replace their saw-off shotguns with electric guitars and they’d look like a bizarre KISS coverband. However, as their main goal is to keep the teacher and her class as ransom, their demented and unhinged sociopathy oozes through their masks. They also plan to gang rape Sally. Because why not.
The acting is solid all the way, even from the child actors. Although Fortress may be predictable, the film is fast-paced with first-class tension with lots of adrenaline and no dull moments. It’s also a grim ride into the darker corners of the human psyche where the survival-mode instincts get pushed to the most extreme, primitive and barbaric red-zone level. The climax was originally longer and more graphic but was cut down before the film’s release, and it shows. Regardless, this is pure thrilling entertainment from start to finish.
Fortress was released on DVD by HBO Archives in 2006, which is still available at Amazon and CD Universe. No Blu-ray for the time being.
Director: Arch Nicholson
Writer: Everett De Roche
Country & year: Australia, 1985
Actors: Sean Garlick, Rachel Ward, Elaine Cusick, Laurie Moran, Marc Aden Gray, Ray Chubb, Bradley Meehan, Rebecca Rigg, Beth Buchanan, Asher Keddie, Anna Crawford, Richard Terrill, Vernon Wells, Peter Hehir, David Bradshaw, Roger Stephen
IMDb: www.imdb.com/title/tt0091069/
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